Summoning Star Novels & Stories

“But how? They’re spread across territories. They can’t communicate. Can’t plan together.” The ground shook. Small tremor. Barely noticeable. But wrong. Deliberate. “That’s how,” the silver Source said. “Something underground is calling them. Pulling them back to original nature. Something that wants Sources to be hunger again.” Another tremor. Stronger this time. Cracks appeared in the ground. Not random. Forming patterns. Circles. Symbols. Ancient writing in a language that hurt to see. “What is that?” Finn asked. “召唤,” the fallen thing said. It had appeared silently. “Summoning in the language of first things. Something is calling the Sources home. Back to what they were. Back to pure app

“As you have been apprised, I am Lumos Valenhart, though most know me by the more ancient appellation: The Oracle.” His sightless eyes seemed fixed directly on my face, unnervingly reading my every thought. “I willingly relinquished my sight, a personal sacrifice made to better channel the strength of the moon, accomplished with the assistance of Demeter, another esteemed Elder among your ranks.” “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you formally, Elder Lumos,” Eve began, her composure impeccable. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I echoed, attempting to match her professionalism. “I’ll leave you to it then, Elder,” Alpha Sano said, giving Lumos a brief, respectful pat on the shoulder.

After a few seconds, it came to a halt. Ding! "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Soul Summoning Flag." Soul Summoning Flag: as long as the host is able to locate one soul fragment of the Zombies in the Apocalyptic Legion, the host is able to summon the remaining souls. Lucas read the details of the Soul Summoning Flag, and his stunning face put on an excited look. Without thinking too much, he started using the Soul Summoning Flag to summon Scarlet's soul. "Utilizing the Soul Summoning Flag:"

The altar of the desperate and the damned. The forest of Lunaris were also useful because it was connected to the infernal lock. The demon summoning required more power than I'd used in decades. I cut deep into my palm and let the blood flow freely onto the stones. The wound hissed and steamed where it touched the rock. "Lords of the Burning Deep," I called out in the old tongue. "Masters of Claw and Fang and Endless Hunger. I call on one. I offer you a bargain." The air around me grew thick and sulfurous. The temperature dropped until my breath misted in front of my face. Something vast and terrible was listening.

“Call him forth.” Shit. I was hoping I could tell her I need to go to my dark altar to buy more time, but this spot makes sense. I think. Maybe? I have no fucking idea how to summon the Devil because I’ve never done it. She runs her hand down the trunk of the tree and crouches down, picking up a handful of earth. She brings it to her face and inhales, smelling the brimstone. “Call him forth,” she tells me. I nod and go over to the tree. I put both hands on the trunk and close my eyes, listening for my familiars.

I try not to show my obvious fear and wonder at it. He moves to one of the chairs circling in front of the fire and gestures for us to sit before doing so himself. He sits back looking on waiting for us to explain and Zylith does just that. She doesn’t brush over anything going into great detail about all we know so far about the rogues and even going as far as explaining my unique situation. She tells him about my abilities and tells him that I have named it the call. He looks at me in examination for the entire briefing about my abnormality.

In a hushed whisper, he said to his friend, “I said a lot had changed… that includes that shit.” “I’m just surprised,” Kayden remarked, his voice as quiet as Rem’s now. “When this problem has been fixed, I demand that you tell me everything, Rem,” he said, nudging Rem’s arm playfully. Rem made a low grunt in reply. I couldn’t help but smile to myself, but I held my focus on my own task. All I could do was use my powers as the Star-Child to prevent the summoning ritual from completing. My form glowed, however, with every other moment, the brightness flickered oddly. I knew that wasn’t a good sign, but I doubled my efforts to overpower the summoning ritual with my will.

She asked in a mild tone. I opened my mouth to answer her but I clamped them shut. There was no way I’d tell her I was being summoned when she was in this state. If I accept this Call Of Summon, it only means that I have accepted to be crowned as the Alpha and begin to work in every one of our corporations.

“Something is coming. Bigger than the rogues. Bigger than Alistair. And we’re at the center of it.” Suddenly, the wind shifted. From the shadows, a long, mournful howl echoed through the trees. Callum’s eyes narrowed. “That wasn’t one of ours.” “No,” Victor said, stepping forward. “That was a summon.” Lily’s stomach dropped. “Summon for what?” Victor turned slowly, his face pale. “For war.”

I fell down on my knees hard, vomiting everything inside my stomach, I couldn't breathe still, I was in so much pain, and then arms picked me up, pulling me toward a strong chest with a scent that's so familiar and assuring. "What happened?" Seth asks for the both of us, he too has been brought over, thankfully. "We brought you back," I heard a female voice, I know that girl's voice, it's Calesti, my friend. "How did you bring me back?" I ask Cici with a smile, it was Mathew who was holding me, and looking at her, I could see her with her daddy standing in the middle of a circle of some sort. "Your daddies called us, and we summoned you, just like I summoned daddy," Calesti says with a big p